Bet cha can't guess....

     Bet cha can't guess where I am. Come on. Try! Give it your best shot!
On the computer? Very funny, smartass. Of course I'm on the computer. Try again!
Sitting on the couch? In the living room? Well..yes..but that's not what I meant! Guess what country I'm in!
No....No.
No. You're still wrong..come on, guys! FINE! You know what?! I'll just tell you myse-YES!!!
YOU! ARE! RIGHT!
I AM in Japan! You were right dear sir-oh...sorry...ma'am....I couldn't tell with the whole beard and...all...Sorry!! I didn't know you work in a circus! How on Earth was I suppose to know that?! OH! You're famous?? Well not in Japan, so sit down, and let me finish this darned post, woman!!!
...Thank you.
Anyways! As I was SAYING.
I'M IN JAPAN!
Well, at least for the next five hours.
Which makes things very interesting because my entire web page is in Japanese....Yeah...let's see how well this goes...
Well, I've been here since June 17th! I've been visiting my dad, my evil-step-mommy-dearest, and my bubba! Since I've been here I've been to the beach four times! Two times by myself! I've done a lot of other super cool, epic, once-in-a-lifetime things too, but I'm honestly just a little too lazy to write all of them down. So far, I think my favorite thing has been interacting with the people. Language barrier you say? Language barrier my BUTT I say back! I've discovered not only that a surprising amount of Japanese people know a bit of English, but also that you can get very far knowing a few phrases and a WHOLE lot of gestures.
     One of my favorite moments was I was sitting on the train headed to workout on the military base, and the dude next to me (about my age) has his music playing so loud that I can hear it, and it's American music! Blink 182 and Bowling for Soup type music, my kind of thing. ya know? SO anyways! I start absentmindedly drumming on my thighs, and the guy look at my hands for a while, then at my face, then back at my hands. He removes one of his ear buds and offers it to me. I tried to say "No thank you" and such, but he persistently held it out to me. So I took it and listened to it. We ended up head bopping and slightly rocking out together all the way to Yokohama. (About a fifteen minute train ride from Oppama) Turns out we were getting off on the same stop so we walked through the station together, head bopping and what not, when it came time to part ways we shook hands, smiled really creepily, and headed in our different directions. Not gonna lie, it kind of made my day.
    Another awesome moment came during the Oppama festival (which basically looked like Carnival in Rio...it was crazy and there were scantily clad chicks everywhere. Needless to say, my brother was as red as a cherry and in a very, very bad mood as we teased the crap out of him, OF COURSE!) I had been snapping pics of things and people the whole day. You know how there are those cultures that don't like people taking their pictures? The Japanese people do NOT believe in these cultures. They're not even apathetic to it! They LOVE it when people take pictures of them! The first time I got caught taking a picture of someone I had a slight panic attack as they looked at me, instead of yelling at me in Japanese (like I expected) she struck a pose, and smiled! So my day is going great, I'm doing my whole "No language barrier will embarrass me and no awkward looks will deter me!" thing and as we start heading home we pass this large garage with a bunch of shrine carriers taking a break and eating lunch, with the shrine sitting on a table right in the middle of the garage! SO we pass by and I'm kind of like "...I want to...but...but...", Dad turns around and goes "You know you want to" so I go "OF COURSE! Hold my bags!" dump my bags off on the poor, unsuspecting father and trek the short distance back. I stop in front of the open garage and take a huge breath in "KANCHIWA!" I shout above the mingling crowd in my American accent. As an assortment of amused voices greet me back as I hold up my Dad's Nikon that I've been using and shout "KUDASAI" (Please). Not only does the group understand my poorly communicated request, they jump to the occasion. Peace signs are thrown up all around the room, and smiles adorn the faces of the tired workers. After I snap the pic I bow low and shout thank you! (In Japanese of course, I'm just too lazy to attempt to spell it) Laughter fills the room and as I run off to catch up to my family the echoes of it and their "Konbawas" (Good evening) follow me through the warm, summer air. (Can you tell I've been writing again lately?) As I catch up to my family they laugh and listen attentively to me as I retell my story to them and feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins. They relay to me that the little obasan (middle age woman) walking in front of them had turned around and began chuckling when she heard my "Kanichiwa"
    It's hard to explain why I came to the conclusion that I love this country so much. If I had to sum it up, I would say that it's because they accept me. The people here love me! Not to sound arrogant or anything, but the people out here find me truly amusing, and not in the bad "Haha let's make fun of her amusing" but the "Haha let's all laugh together because you did something unusual" Not to mention how much safer it is here than in America! Not saying that it doesn't have it's bad spots, most countries do. (I wonder what it's like it Switzerland....) They're just so much rarer. You see five year olds getting on trains to visit friends three train stops away. It's amazing.

     Well, to move on past the whole "Japan" thing I head home in a few hours. Two days I after get back I have to help ma move us, again. Day after that I go to the beach with a group of friends, few days after that my last high school marching season begins. (God bless my soul).
    SO why did I choose today to randomly get back on here? (Please forgive me for not updating...I totally forgot...School got crazy) Ms. Marauder CAME BACK. And it reminded me about le blog.
    Also! My phone randomly opened Gmail when I clicked on Yahoo today, in which case I noticed an email from blog spot telling me we had a comment on one of our posts! It was from Tim! Saying we should restart this! He wrote that in April! Ha! Does that tell you how often I check my GMail? Yeah. I know. I'm terrible. Shut up. -__-

    I've finished packing (Well I'll be completely finished after I shower and pack all of that stuff) and I want to stay up until we have to leave for the airport (4 am, in case you're wondering) so I can just sleep through most of the TWELVE HOUR FLIGHT. Then all I have to deal with is the second two hour flight.
    I'm not looking forward to this, can you tell?

I hope Nutters can visit me before school starts. It's our senior year, just in case you're wondering. I'm nervous...but excited.
Please, please forgive me if there are any typos or what not here, it's late and I'm tired. Plus my contacts are stupid. That is all.

-Torchie

P.S WE'RE BACK. (Tim) (Just so you know) (Just in case you couldn't tell by me posting) (Okay, I'll leave now.) (Yeah. Uh) (Bye!)

I'm a bad person.

I kind of forgot this existed. Well, I didn't forget, I just forgot it was my turn to update it. Ooops.

Anyways! Hi! We're watching Merlin! It has sexy boys. Woooooooooooooot!

Random crap time! It's the day after Christmas. My dad gave me, like, four inch hooker heels. And they're AWESOME. Torch is literally sitting next to me making my Christmas scarf! The one she keeps cursing and wants to set on fire.

I'm waiting for the randomness to pop into my mind... and it's not coming.

Bradley James. He's attractive. So is Bradley Cooper. The kid in A Christmas Story? Ralphie? Yeah, grew up to be super attractive. Peter Bilingsly. Check him out, man. Santiago Cabrera. Liam Hemsworth, obviously. Johnny Depp! And, Taylor Lautner, Zac Efron, may have done some crappy movies, but daaaaaaaaaaang. Ever heard of Pinterest? It's a website. All the pictures of boys you can find on there! :D

"How long have you been training to be a prat?" "You can't address me like that." "I'm sorry. How long have you been training to be a prat, my Lord?"

Mozart. Pretty, right? Until you have to sing it. Then it SUCKS.

Forgive Torchie, for she sounds like death.

Words words words words words words words words words. Words, words words words words. Words! Wooooooooords.

Apparently Torchie and I shouldn't get sex changes. This is a good thing, I guess?

...

Kbye!

I'm Terrible!

I love how I give Nutter's so much crap to update the blog all the time, and then go and forget about it for a whole bloody month. Anyways! I actually have legit reasons! I promise!

It all started when I sprained my ankle. Lol. Life has kind of exploded since then.
I broke up with Ryan. Yeah, I know. I'm terrible. Title, remember?
A week later (almost to walk normal again) I dropped my rifle on my foot, and shattered my toe into three pieces. My guard director has hated me for the last month.
I've been struggling to not fail my dang math class. Bloody teacher thinks just because he gets everything, means that we should too.
I miss Ky...God I miss Ky. I found one of his shirts packed in a box I hadn't gotten around to unpacking till a couple days ago. It still smells like him. Good news though! He might be coming down for Christmas! :) I really hope he does.
Also! I get to go home for Thanksgiving! Whooo!!!!! Nutters! And Nao! And maybe Flynn :P
Although he fails at life and will be up here, while I'm down there.

I've been working out like crazy lately and finally losing my "baby fat" ;D
I've gotten addicted to it though, and go running every weekend and crunches and pushups ever day, and BLAH. I'm sore. Always. It's awesome, but kind of sucks too. I fell asleep while developing film in photography today. The alarm went off (to change the chemicals) and I freaked out and backed into the door. Managed to face plant. Mind you! This room is literally the size of a small closet. Yup. Still trying to figure out how I managed that one.

I'm typing in time to a very fast tempo country song, it's amusing to me.
I'm also texting Flynn, and considering when I should start on my homework. (Because obviously you're sooooooo curious as to what I do, right?)

Oh yeah...So...Hmm... How do I put this lightly?
...
Well, I punched a Freshman in the face yesterday...
Okay! Before you call me even MORE terrible! He's on JV! So he was built...he could've blocked it...
I was walking up the staircase in the fine arts hall, and he grabbed my ass (Truth or Dare) (Poor kid...), my natural reaction was to turn and hit. And being me, of course, I ended up hitting him in the face.
Luckily a female security guard saw the whole thing, and I didn't get in trouble. I got a warning, and the kid got two days of OCS (on Campus Suspension)
We both apologized to each other, and it was all good.
I think he's gonna get enough shit from the football players as it is (He got a black eye....from a girl...), so I just left it be.

This Friday I'm going on a three hour bus trip with the rest of the band for a football game. Varsity made playoffs! Whoop Whoop! It's gonna be crazy. Colorguard+Tubas+Drumline+One charter bus=...Oh those poor, poor chaperons.

I'm sorry loves, I'd stay and write more; however, I have a huge paper due in English tomorrow, and I need to finish up a couple things on it.

-Forgive me?
Torchie

You know what I'm not a fan of?

The fact that I always seem to feel the need to be eating something lately. Like, always. It's not workin' well for me... You know how people say it's a sign of a growth spurt? It's totally a growth spurt. It's called more fat. I kind of don't approve. I kind of really don't approve. Mrmph. Ah, well. It tastes good, at least!

I'm rewatching the entire first season of Glee. For, like, the third time. You know what tastes really good? Sprite with cranberry. So goooooooood.

I don't really have much to say, so I'm reaching a point of making random crap up.

I BOUGHT THE LION KING. The DVD/Blue ray combo pack. I'm kind of super excited.

Also! I now have TWO incredibly awesome coloring books! One is Harry Potter. It's pretty awesome. The second one I got today. It's a Peanuts one! Like, the cartoon strip? I only bought it for Snoopy. 'Cause Snoopy is potentially the best thing in the world. I adore Snoopy.

Torchie broke her toe into three pieces. I'm not sure that I knew toes were big enough to break into three pieces.

Dude! Apparently normal people know this before me, but Amish kids get a period of Ramspringa! It's when they turn 16, and their parents are like "Okay, kids! Go experience the world! Go party! Wooooooo!" So these kids go drink, do drugs, have all the wild sex they want, drive, wear whatever they want. They don't even have to go back to the Amish culture. But in most cases, the kids are like "The world sucks. I'm not missing anything." And then they go back to being good little Amish people.

The ironic thing about my finding that out was the timing. I was literally thinking right before that how lucky the little Amish girls were for not ever having to worry about makeup.

...It makes sense in my head.

I need to laundry. I just really don't want to. I hate laundry. So much.

Olivia Newton John is on Glee at the moment!

I adore Kristin Chenoweth. Seriously, man.

Glee has the best guest stars.

Nao's asleep, and I'm texting her. She sleep-texts like no other. I hope I'm messing with her dreams.

Speaking of her dreams, she had one where I got eaten by a hippo. But apparently I looked sexy while doing it, so... I guess it's all good :P

I got the munchies again... dang it. I really don't like this constant eating thing.

... Nurti-grain bars? They're usually pretty filling... maybe if I eat one, I won't feel the need to eat anything else for a while? Probably not, but I'll try it... As soon as I feel like getting up and going to the pantry.

I need to go work on the Pre-Area music. And I need to cover like two days worth of sightreading. Mrmph.

So... Now what do I do...? I'm kind of running out of things to talk about.

I think that's about all for now.

I love you!

-Nutmeg

Have you ever?

Have you ever wanted to throw your hands in the air? Scream and let the world know you're done? You're through? You just can't take anymore?
Have you ever just wanted to run as fast you can? See who follows?
Have you ever felt like nothing you could do would make it worth it? That you are completely and utterly not enough? That no matter how hard you tried no one would care?
Have you ever considered it to be worthless? Life to be fake? A hell we live in?
Have you ever lost hope? Lost sight of your dreams? Watched them as they faded and drifted in the wind?
Have you ever fallen so far? So far the edge seems too high to reach? No way to climb out?

Have you ever stopped caring? Decided it didn't matter what others thought?
Have you ever ran? Ran for the pleasure? Ran to come back? To see the world in a new light?
Have you ever just stopped thinking? Made your mind up that you'd make it through?
Have you ever held your head up high and set your shoulders? Flipped the world the bird and carried on?
Have you ever skipped when you could have walked? Smiled when you could have yelled?
Have you ever chased your dreams and held on tight?

The life we live in is too short. Take it step by step. Live it up like tomorrow is the end. Stop the hate. Spread the love. Find the one. Breathe. Spin. Act. Sing. Dance (preferably in the rain). Perform. Read. Play. Skip. Run. L.I.V.E.

I've been in a really weird mood lately. I sprained my ankle on Monday. Nutters should be updating tonight. Three of my photos got put in the glass :3 (Hall of fame for photography at my school). Taking senior pics of one of my guard friends tomorrow. I miss Nutters. I miss my brother. I miss Nao. I miss Flynn. The world isn't fair. It never will be. It seems like I always get the short end of the stick. Always. I'll get over it. I'll breathe. As soon as my ankle is healed I can start running again. I can get rid of all these feelings. Until then. Wish me luck.

-Torchie

Tiana, Oh Tiana. Where do you belong?

On Nutter's Disney Princess crayons? No.
On my Disney channel on Pandora? Oh definitely.
"Almost There" makes me happy. Along with "Mother knows Best", as apparently y'all heard.
So best kind of failure that occurred after Nutter's got off last night!
We're on the phone, and all of a sudden her parents burst out laughing.
She goes to investigate. The following conversation made me so happy!

Mom: It's our anniversary!
Nutters: No, it's not.
Mom & Dad: Yes it is!
Mom: We both forgot!
Nutters: It's your anniversary... and you both forgot?
Mom: YES!

Ah how I love her family.
I made a cupcake for a friend in class! A crocheted cupcake!
Yup. I'm just that damn cool.

Dudes! Please tell me I'm not the only one who realized how totally, and utterly perverted "A Whole New World" from Aladdin is. I mean seriously! It's SO BAD!!!!!!! LMAO And "Be Prepared" from Lion King is so freaking creepy. The intro creeps me out every time.

Can you tell that I'm jamming out to Disney music? Lol

I'm also making a cupcake for my guard director!
Tuesday was his birthday, but I had pink eye so I couldn't go to class :(

I'm all better now!
I only had it for two days, then I couldn't go back for the third day, because I'm an idiot and managed to get a micro abrasion on my cornea. -_-
SO! I had to walk around with no contacts in, and I don't have any glasses! Know what that means? Oh yeah! Forgot to mention! I'm legally blind ^.^ SO my mom thought it was HYSTERICAL to move furniture and put shit on the ground, that wasn't there BEFORE I HAD TO WALK AROUND BLIND. So I kept running into crap. OH!

Speaking of running into crap, today at rehearsal Strawberry and I were working on some dance, and I got light headed and off balance. SO I started stumbling backwards! Which wouldn't have been a problem! Except the fact that there was a drum stand, a curb behind me. So I tripped over the drum stand, knocked over three more, and landed on my back on the curb. I have a giant bruise on the back of my thigh now because of this. Oh also! I did this in front of the entire marching band! I'm awesome, right?  Stache-man (Head band director) thought it was hilarious. I'll admit though. I did laugh at myself, so it was all good.

Tomorrow in my Theatre class I'm getting turned into a male!!!!! It's to be amazing. My brother (basically my twin lol) and I argued all summer about who would've made the more attractive boy. Him or me. Harry Potter (another female friend lol) is our make up/costume/hair genius at my high school. She overheard this argument, and decided to get an outcome lol. So! I was suppose to be turned on Wednesday buuuuuuuuuuut I had pink eye! So tomorrow it's HAPPENING!!!!! I shall put up pictures :3 (Also she says she's singing "I'll Make a Man Out of You" the whole time lmao)

Sigh I think I've written enough for the night, and I'm tired.
So!
Euw. I also need a shower.
Night!
("A Girl Worth Fighting For" just came on. BEST.EVER.)

-Torchie

Did they wear tights in the 1920s

I can't explain the title. I just clicked on the title box, and this was one of the suggestions, and it amused me, so I went with it. :D

Hi! It's been forever almost! Which means that I'm a terrible person!

My family keeps talking, and I want them to stop and go into the other room so I can have this one all to myself.

Torchie's telling me to explain the red hot game! So, shortly before the end of freshman year (Holy crap! It was that long ago!!) we were lying on her bed eating red hots. She had this Mad Hatter poster hanging over her bed, so I started throwing the red hots at the poster trying to get the red hot to hit his mouth. Somehow, this evolved. You know those light fixtures that are like little bowls hanging from the ceiling with the lightbulb in it? She had one of those. So somehow we went from throwing the red hots at the poster to trying to get them into the light fixture. And failing miserably, most of the time. It. Was. AWESOME.

I spilled some soda on my keyboard, and now I have keys that stick randomly.

I'm having an ongoing poke war with Dude Pal, and I'M TOTALLY WINNING. :D

Torchie's telling me I'm not cool because I haven't seen Ferris Beuler's Day Off. Somehow, this doesn't bother me.

I just had my last hard academic school day for about a week! You see, because my school district is stupid, our schedules go: Red day- Monday and Wednesday; Gold day- Tuesday and Thursday; And Fridays alternate. So I had a red day today, and tomorrow is a gold day, and Friday is a gold day as well. Monday is a half day, and Wednesday I'm attending a PSAT prep seminar and will only be in one of my actual classes for an hour! So my next hard academic day is next Friday! My gold day schedule is pretty rockin'. It's Madrigal choir, varsity choir, Chemistry, and Show choir. The only problem is that's singing for at least four hours a day, and it kind of hurts. But I'm slowly getting used to it!

I'm kind of running out of things to say, but I feel like I should keep going. Torchie's on drugs! It's rather amusing. She went and got herself double pink eye. She's a bloody genius!

She's now telling me to tell a random story. I'm going to answer this with "I feel homeless!" "Strangers waiting up and down the boulevard! Their shadows searching in the nights!" "*boom* *boom* Down on your face!" "Like the angle of the dangle?" (The Losers is an awesome movie.)

I shut the door between the den and the dining room so that I wouldn't hear my parents talking, and then Mom came into the kitchen and left the door open. She. Didn't. Bloody. Shut. It.

Mrmph.

I told Torch she should play Mother Gothel in Tangled because of her love of the song Mother Knows Best and how she said she should audition with that song. She was offended because I compared her to a "Evil kidnapping witch".

My parents need to either shut the door or talk less loudly. I could shut it myself, but I don't wanna get up.

Torch's now serenading me with Mother Knows Best!

I need something more to say....

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That was something more! :D

I'm sure I have something more to say, I just can't think of anything more.

Eye wuff yew, Torchie!